𝒟𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒞𝑜𝓇𝑒 • 𝒟𝓊𝓇𝓂𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻

COVER AND HEADERS | MALAKAI

MOONY | INTRO

Hey! This is Durmstrang with another blog. The topic we were given was the wand with the dragon heartstring core so we wrote a blog about its backstory and a few wizards who held the wand along with a fanfic about this particular wand. There are also some neat edits and I hope you enjoy reading!

PRASANNA | FANFIC

Norton let the breeze chill his body as he waved goodbye to his parents on the King's Cross. It was his third year at Hogwarts. So, the express was no difficult for him. He walked past a couple of compartments and sat on a empty compartment. He took out his wand. It was dim and looked used. He sometimes wondered if it were the right wand for him. Though, he learnt magic well the wand never seemed to co-operate him.

As the train whistled and began its journey, Norton twirled the wand between his fingers, lost in thought. With a sigh, he pointed it at his trunk and muttered, "Locomotor trunk." The trunk shuddered but barely moved an inch before the wand sparked and let out a feeble puff of smoke. Norton groaned.

Just then, the compartment door slid open, and a familiar voice called, "Still struggling with that thing, Norton?" It was Felix, his dormmate, grinning as he stepped in.

Norton sighed. "I don't know what's wrong. It feels like the wand doesn't like me."

Felix chuckled, dropping into the seat across from him. "Maybe it's telling you something. Ever thought about getting a new one?"

Before Norton could reply, the train gave a sudden jolt, and the wand slipped from his grip, clattering to the floor. The moment it hit, a loud crack echoed in the compartment. Norton's eyes widened in horror—his wand had snapped in half.

Norton’s breath caught in his throat as he stared at the two lifeless pieces of his wand. A chill ran down his spine—not from the train’s breeze but from the realization that he was now wandless.

Felix’s grin vanished. “That’s bad. Really bad.”

Norton swallowed hard. “I can fix it, right?” But he already knew the answer. A broken wand was nearly impossible to mend.

The train ride felt endless, but soon they arrived at Hogwarts. Norton’s first instinct was to visit Professor Flitwick, hoping for a miracle. But as he climbed the winding staircase to the Charms classroom, something strange happened.

A voice—whispering yet deep, like distant thunder—echoed in his mind.

The wand was never yours. Find the heart of the flame.

Norton froze mid-step. He looked around. The corridor was empty.

”The heart of the flame?” he muttered.

Before he could process it, a sudden gust of wind—impossible inside the castle—blew past him, carrying a faint ember-like glow. It spiraled ahead, vanishing into the shadows of the corridors.

Something told him this wasn’t just his imagination. His adventure had just begun.

Norton blinked, his heart pounding. He rubbed his eyes, but the ember-like glow had vanished. Maybe it was just a trick of the light—or maybe not.

Shaking off the unease, he hurried to Professor Flitwick’s office. But even as the professor examined the broken wand with a sympathetic sigh, Norton felt distant, as if part of him was still back in that corridor, listening to the whisper.

”I’m afraid, dear boy, there’s little we can do,” Flitwick said, handing the pieces back. “You’ll have to visit Ollivanders for a new one.”

Norton forced a nod and left, but something about the professor’s words felt off. The whisper in his mind had said 'the wand was never yours'. What did that mean?

The thought lingered as he returned to his dormitory, slipping into bed early. But just as sleep was about to claim him, he jolted awake. His window, firmly shut when he had entered, was now slightly open, a cold breeze rustling the curtains.

And on his bedside table—where he had left nothing—lay a single feather, long and black as the night.

The black feather’s disappearance haunted Norton, but he convinced himself it was just another odd occurrence. He had bigger problems—his wand was gone, and borrowed wands were no better. Every spell he tried felt weak, slipping through his fingers like water.

But the unease didn’t fade. The whispers followed him through the corridors, weaving between the murmurs of students. At first, he thought they were in his head. But one evening, as he sat in the common room, flipping through his Charms textbook, the whispers changed. They weren’t just sounds anymore—they spoke his name.

“Norton… come… find it…”

His breath hitched. He glanced around, but no one else seemed to hear. He shut the book and hurried to his dormitory, only to find his bedside table empty. His broken wand pieces were gone. He searched under his bed, in his trunk, even in his robes, but they had vanished.

The strangeness grew bolder. Shadows in the castle halls stretched toward him as he walked, even when no light should have cast them. In Potions class, a vial of dragon’s blood tipped over on its own, spilling across the table like dark ink. Norton hadn’t touched it.

One evening, as he crossed the courtyard, he stopped cold. A shadow stood at the far end of the path—not cast by anyone, not connected to a body. Just standing there. Watching.

He blinked, and it was gone.

Then came the dream. Fire, roaring and wild, with something moving inside it. A silhouette, waiting. He woke up gasping, his hands warm as if he had been too close to real flames.

The next morning, he tried to ignore the lingering sensation. But during Transfiguration, as he practiced a simple switching spell, his quill twitched on its own. Before his eyes, it scraped across his parchment, forming words in shaky, deliberate strokes.

”The flame is waiting.”

Norton stared, his pulse hammering.

This wasn’t just a trick of the mind. It wasn’t a coincidence.

The signs became impossible to ignore. The shadows, the whispers, the eerie pull toward something unseen—it all led to one place. The Forbidden Forest.

One night, unable to resist any longer, Norton slipped past the castle gates and followed the unseen force calling him. The deeper he went, the warmer the air became, until the trees thinned, revealing a clearing bathed in an unnatural, golden glow. At its center stood a robed figure, his face hidden beneath a hood, holding a wand that pulsed with power.

“You've finally come,” the stranger said, his voice deep and knowing. “The flame has chosen you, but you must prove yourself.”

Before Norton could ask what that meant, the duel began. Fire erupted from the stranger’s wand—deep, untamed magic infused with something ancient. Norton dodged, rolling aside as the flames scorched the ground. He had no wand, no weapon, but something inside him stirred.

He raised his hand instinctively. The fire bent, twisted—*obeyed.*

The robed figure hesitated, just for a moment. Norton didn’t. He reached out, feeling the heat swirl around his fingers, and sent the flames back, forming a blazing arc that forced the stranger to his knees.

Silence fell. Then, slowly, the man stood and lowered his hood, revealing a lined face with piercing eyes.

”You wield magic beyond a wand," he murmured, studying Norton. Then, with a small, knowing smile, he extended his wand—the same one that had nearly burned Norton moments ago. “But every wizard needs a companion. Take it. The heart of the dragon belongs with you now.”

Norton hesitated, then wrapped his fingers around the hilt. A pulse of energy surged through him—powerful, warm, and right. This was the wand he had been waiting for.

As the man faded into the shadows, Norton knew his journey had only just begun.

STEVIE | MOODBOARD

Subject: Lucius Malfoy

Time taken: 10-15 minutes

Apps used: Pinterest, PicsArt, Photopea, and DeviantArt

PSD credit: me and you psd

Process: I went over to Pinterest and found some pictures of Lucius Malfoy. Then I also found some photos related to Slytherin which I thought gave a nice contrast to just Lucius on his own. I compiled these as usual to PicsArt which is my preferred app to use for editing. Then I added a picture to the background which was reminiscent of Lucius and his personality. After this, I applied the noise filter to give the edit a bit of life before I added the PSD. Then I applied the colouring onto the image which was my final step.

Subject: Bellatrix Lestrange

Time taken: 10-15 minutes

Apps used: Pinterest, PicsArt, Photopea, and DeviantArt

PSD credit: squadron psd

Process: I went over to Pinterest and found pictures of Bellatrix Lestrange. Then I used Picsart to compile the images together and create a moodboard. Once I was satisfied with the images and their placement, I added a border which I added the noise filter to and added a background. Then I went over to Photopea to apply the psd colouring. Overall, I am satisfied with the result!

AXEL | BLOGGER

Dragon Heartstring Core

Dragon heartstring is one of the three wand cores in Harry Potter, and is also considered to be the wand most capable of flamboyant spells. Dragon heartstring wands are typically loyal to their master, however their allegiance can be swayed. Dragon heartstring wands typically turned to the dark arts, though they would still have to be swayed in order for that to happen. Even wands with the same core can be extremely different as wands vary in factors such as length as well as the wood they are made out of.

Some people with Dragon heartstring wands include Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange, Hermione Granger and Viktor Krum. Now, let’s take a look at these wizards and witches wands individually shall we?

Lucius Malfoy’s wand was made of elm wood and had the core of dragon heartstring of course. His wand was said to be a family heirloom and likely, he received the wand from an ancestor. His wand is concealed in a snake cane, which he is seen with in majority of the Harry Potter films. Many pure blood supremacists such as Lucius Malfoy typically desired elm wood.

Bellatrix Lestrange, a fellow death eater to Lucius, also has a dragon heartstring wand core. Unlike Lucius’ wand, her wand is made out of walnut wood. Bellatrix’s wand is 12 ¾ inches in length, despite being curved.

Hermione’s wand is also a dragon heartstring core, though we know that she is most definitely not evil. Her wand is 10 ¾ inches in length and made out of vine wood.

The last wand I'll be talking about is Viktor Krum’s wand! I bet you can’t guess the core… dragon heartstring!! His wand was made of hornbeam wood which is quite interesting compared to the woods we have discussed so far. His wand is 10 ¼ inches in length, and was actually not made by Ollivander’s. Viktor’s wand was manufactured by Mykew Gregorovitch and was one of the last wands ever sold by him. His wand was also described as thicker than usual and had a rigid texture.

Well I hope you enjoyed Axel geeking out on wands for a bit!! Thank you for reading :)

Sources

https://harrypotter.fandom.com/wiki/Hermione_Granger%27s_wand

https://harrypotter.fandom.com/wiki/Bellatrix_Lestrange%27s_first_wand

https://harrypotter.fandom.com/wiki/Lucius_Malfoy%27s_first_wand

https://harrypotter.fandom.com/wiki/Viktor_Krum%27s_wand

https://pottermore.fandom.com/wiki/Dragon_Heartstring

EDITS | OLIVIA

Edit description: Mcgonagall

Apps used: PhotoGrid, Picsart (editing), Pinterest (images)

Time: 30+ minutes

Using PhotoGrid, I made a moodboard of appropriate photos, then added a filter. I then used Picsart to add a brown background, a filter on said background, a few stickers, then adding in her wand, topping it off with some sparkles, and another filter.

Edit description: Hermione

Time: 20+ minutes

Apps used: LiveCollage, Picsart (editing), Pinterest (images)

I arranged the photos using LiveCollage, arranging them just so. (Mione vibes fr) I put some emphasis on the wand shop, as that’s where her core is primarily used. I then used Picsart to add in her wand, a portrait of mione, and a sketch of her as well. I then added in some sparkles to add in some magic, a quote, and some reddish orange lines as well ( more magic!) the background is made to look like wand wood.

Edit description: Viktor Krum

Apps used: Pinterest ( images), Picsart and PhotoGrid ( editing)

Time: around 30 minutes

I used what I knew about krum as a basis for my photos, formatting them in PhotoGrid, and adding in a filter. I then used Picsart to add in his wand, both in a wand box, and on its own. I then added a final filter to make it appear older, like a wand.

OUTRO | MOONY

Thank you for reading our blog! We hope you learned some new information and had fun doing so. Do you think you would have a dragon heartstring wand if you were in the Harry Potter universe? Let us know in the comments!